Chapter 1207 (1/2)

There was no blood on his face, and his eyes were half closed. A good herbalist couldn't tell his age at all. The man looked less than 30 years old, with a handsome outline, elegant eyebrows and eyes, corners of his mouth, and even some traces of tenderness.

When he smiles, he must be a gentleman.

Such an image is far from the cold father Mo Lian imagined.

He was stunned for a moment, and looked at Song Mi motionless. He did not dare to make a sound or move forward.

Father....

the feeling of strangeness and familiarity flows quietly in Mo Lian's heart, but there is not too much fluctuation. For him, the word ”father” is more just a title, and nothing special.

He walked slowly to squat down. His bright eyes were cold. He put his hand on Song Mi's neck and made a little effort.

Song Mi opens his eyes. There is no disturbance in the pale golden eyes. As he had expected, he only glances at the ink lotus lightly, and the corners of his mouth are slightly raised.

”You use me.” Murian said in a deep voice, with uncontrollable anger.

Song Mi smiled and said, ”you need eyes. I'll give you eyes.”

”I don't want her eyes!” ”Ink lotus is angry way, on pallid face ascend gradually the violent gas like wild animal,” return her eyes! ”

”Impossible.” Song Mi didn't want to, so he smiled and said, ”che'er, you are a strong man now. Do you know what to do to get a woman? Grab her, she can't resist you, she can only obey. ”

Ink lotus slightly a Zheng, see into that pair of light golden eyes, a moment some of the feeling of being bewitched.